They say
They want to protect the children
So they teach them violence and hate
They claim we are seeking privileges,
But we seek only what they never had to fight for.
They send us to be cured
When there is nothing wrong with us
They kick us from our homes
While telling us that we are the ones destroying that family
They bar us from bathrooms
While screaming about liberty
They get angry when we kiss
They get angry when we speak
They get angry when we exist
They can get angry all they want
We are still here
And our fight has only begun
The only thing that is in my closet now
Are my clothes
